to be really honest
the hardest thing to do
is to believe.
holding hands,
let's shape.
the personal
is geopolitical
love, we're here.
IN THE SEED
WHERE WE LIVE
we,
the eye of the storm.
ALWAYS ON
the future, a (broken) flag
SEED
over the borders,
FORCED TO WAIT
AFTER ALL
our bodies, nobodies.
SEED
look outside,
WITHOUT NAMES
come with us,
our hearts as one.
EVERYWHERE
AND NOWHERE
swarm, like a river,
a platform.
we interfere,
don't destroy us
IN THE SEED
excuse us,
WE CAN SEED
we have a question
IN THE SEED
WHERE WE THRIVE
new fantasies,
all at once.
ALWAYS NEW
we will find an exit.
SEED
FORCED TO WAIT
new ways to love.
AFTER ALL
WITHOUT NAMES
EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE
EVERYWHERE
EVERYWHERE
AND NOWHERE